Wang Xingde was now completely alone.
However, he was truly a ruthless man, having personally killed his own son. His expression remained unchanged, showing no trace of pain, guilt, or regret.
"Well done, upholding justice over kinship! Old Pavilion Master Wang truly lives up to his reputation as a formidable figure!"
Just then, a mocking voice echoed from outside the door. Following it, Wang Xingde saw a young man stroll in, clapping his hands.
Anyone could tell that the compliment, "formidable figure," was laced with sarcasm.
Yet, Wang Xingde did not seem angered. He sized up the young man entering and slowly spoke, "You must be the renowned Chen Xiao, the boss from Jiangbei, correct?"
"That's right, I am Chen Xiao."
Chen Xiao did not deny it, nor did he see any reason to hide his identity.
"Indeed, a hero emerges from youth. Excellent, very good!"
Despite facing the man who had killed his two sons, Wang Xingde showed little anger. Instead, his face was filled with admiration.
"However, Chen Xiao, there is one thing I do not understand."
Chen Xiao replied calmly, "Ask away."
Wang Xingde furrowed his brow and said, "Why were you so bold, after killing my sons, to still dare to force your way into Hidden Sword Island? Are you deliberately courting danger, or do you simply disregard Hidden Sword Pavilion entirely, intending to wipe us out?"
Chen Xiao shook his head.
"Neither. I came to Hidden Sword Pavilion for one thing only: the Seven Fiend Blood Banner. My mother has lost her soul, and I need the Seven Fiend Blood Banner to summon her spirit."
Chen Xiao spoke truthfully, without any concealment.
"So that's how it is..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xingde could only offer a wry smile. "So that's how it is. You only came for the Seven Fiend Blood Banner..."
Wang Xingde muttered to himself, but as he spoke, his eyes turned red, bloodshot.
"If you needed the Seven Fiend Blood Banner, why didn't you just come and borrow it from me? Why did you have to bring about my family's ruin?"
Wang Xingde sighed, shaking his head. He didn't display excessive grief, only a hint of regret.
The more he acted this way, the more terrifying he seemed. He resembled a mental patient who had suffered a severe shock.
Chen Xiao was left speechless. *You didn't even give me a chance to explain...*
"Alas, it's too late for regrets. You killed my two sons, and I am also nearing the end of my days. Before I die, I must kill you to avenge my sons, or I will not rest in peace, even in death!"
Wang Xingde's tone was remarkably calm, as if he were recounting an ordinary event.
However, the killing intent emanating from him was palpable. Even from ten meters away, Chen Xiao could feel it as if it were a physical force.
"Boy, this place is too cramped to unleash our full potential. If you have the guts, follow me!"
With that, Wang Xingde floated into the air and charged out.
Wang Xingde could actually fly using his qi. This was something no other master Chen Xiao had encountered before could achieve.
Chen Xiao's gaze narrowed slightly. He flexed his arm and followed, also taking to the air.
Flying with qi was merely a trivial skill, nothing that could stump Chen Xiao.
Of course, this "trivial skill" had a prerequisite: possessing a sufficient amount of internal energy.
Wang Xingde and Chen Xiao flew away one after the other. It was only then that Gu Zhendong and Li Qin arrived, albeit late.
Both were covered in blood. They had killed countless Hidden Sword Pavilion disciples on their way.
As they watched Chen Xiao and Wang Xingde fly away, their eyes widened in disbelief.
"Uncle Gu, am I seeing things? Are they... flying?" Li Qin asked, dumbfounded.
Gu Zhendong offered a wry smile. "Silly child, you're not mistaken. They are indeed flying... Such profound internal energy. I never imagined Chen Xiao had become this powerful."
"Uncle Gu, they seem to be flying towards the sea. What should we do?" Li Qin asked dazedly.
Gu Zhendong glanced at the two figures, now as small as sesame seeds in the sky, and said helplessly, "What else can we do? We have to follow!"
In less than half a minute, Wang Xingde had reached the sea and was standing on the water's surface.
He stood on the waves as if walking on solid ground!
Naturally, this was no challenge for Chen Xiao either. He followed suit, stepping onto the sea, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Heh heh, Chen Xiao, you truly haven't disappointed me! If even one of my sons possessed half your strength, I could die with no regrets!" Wang Xingde declared proudly.
"Tch, you old geezer, what nonsense are you spouting? Your useless sons are all dead now. The next one to go will be you!"
Saying this, Chen Xiao took a step forward, shooting out like a sharp sword. He left a hundred-meter-long white wake on the water, cleaving the sea like an icebreaker, stirring up immense waves!
This long wave extended from beneath Chen Xiao's feet all the way to Wang Xingde, resembling a dragon riding the wind and waves!
The distance of a hundred meters was covered in an instant by Chen Xiao. He had already reached Wang Xingde and unleashed a punch.
Boom!
With a resounding crash, a hundred-meter-high wave surged upwards. However, Wang Xingde had already leaped into the air. When the waters calmed, Wang Xingde had landed a hundred meters away on the sea's surface, unharmed.
"Hahahaha, young Chen Xiao, you fell for it!" Wang Xingde laughed arrogantly. "The world only knows me, Wang Xingde, for my swordsmanship, but they don't know that Hidden Sword Pavilion has been isolated overseas for so many years. I absorb the energy of the tides day and night and have long comprehended the Great Dao of the Sea. The energy of this entire ocean is now at my disposal. This is my home ground!"
As Wang Xingde spoke, visible blue qi rose from the sea's surface and converged towards his body.
This qi flowed ceaselessly, inexhaustibly!
Chen Xiao sneered, "That punch earlier was just to startle you. I wonder what you're so proud of? The sea is your home ground? Then you probably don't know what cultivation technique I practice!"
Chen Xiao circulated the Canglan Art. Most of the sea qi that was converging towards Wang Xingde was redirected and began to gather towards Chen Xiao.
Wang Xingde's face turned ashen with shock.
"Boy, what kind of sorcery is this? How can you steal my fortune?"
Chen Xiao snorted impatiently, "This is immortal magic, something you wouldn't understand even if I told you. Stop wasting my time and show me your ultimate skills. Let's finish this quickly!"
"You insolent brat, you're too arrogant! Today, I will make you taste my power!"
"Great Desolation Nine Swords, activate!"
With a roar, nine ancient flying swords appeared behind Wang Xingde!
They hovered in the air, exuding an aura of deadly intent!